The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Chapter 919: What Baby?



Chapter 919: What Baby?

Mo Xiaotu nibbled on the delicious drumstick, then she burst into tears when she looked at Hexi’s handsome face.

Why a handsome person who can cook great food isn’t a man?

I really want to marry this Mr. Xi!

Little Egg saw that she was still depressed. He couldn’t help but patted her hand and said sincerely, “I suggest you not think about my mom. If you say you want to marry my mom again, my daddy might kill you!”

“Hmph, I’m not afraid of him!”

But having said that, Mo Xiaotu couldn’t help shivering when she remembered Nangong Yu’s sinister cold gaze.

Little Egg suddenly seemed to think of something, and he clapped his hands and smiled, “Sister Tu Tu, since you can’t like my mother, you might as well like my mom’s younger brother. They are even twins, so they look alike.”

Mo Xiaotu looked at Little Egg while chewing on chicken legs, saying stupidly, “Why should I like your mom’s brother…”

Before she could finish her words, Little Egg had grabbed Xiao Chi’s hand and asked her to look back.

The young handsome boy was holding a cup of tea in his hand and sipping it gently with a satisfied smile on his face.

His eyes were shining with purple light like the most beautiful crystals and the dyed stars in the sky, representing the purest beauty in the world.

Mo Xiaotu was stunned looking at the young boy’s eyes, forgetting what she had just said.

Hexi and Nangong Yu sat on the side drank tea slowly while listening to the other customers talking casually.

It was easiest to collect news and inquire about the situation in this kind of place.

Sure enough, after a while, Hexi heard useful conversation messages among the martial artists at the next table.

“Little Junior Brother, your foot was frostbitten just now by the Thousands Miles Ice Seal. Are you feeling better now? Eh, that Miss Ren is too domineering.”

The man named Little Junior Brother immediately smiled nonchalantly, “I’m fine. For such a minor injury, I’m already satisfied to be able to see Fairy Zhixi’s true face!”

“That’s right, Fairy Zhixi is as noble, beautiful, generous and kind-hearted as rumored!”

“You said, why would Fairy Zhixi come to a small place like our Yongan City? Fairy Zhixi is the only daughter of the president of the Doctors Association, and it is said that she will even carry on the title of the president!”

“You don’t know this?” Another person couldn’t help but shook his head. “Have you not seen the summoning order issued by the city lord a few days ago? It is said that the city lord’s son is about to die, so the city lord has no way but to take out the treasure that has been passed down by his ancestors. He will give the treasure to anyone who saves his son. Fairy Zhixi came to treat his son at the invitation of the city lord. When the city lord’s son is cured, the treasure naturally belongs to Fairy Zhixi.”

“What treasure? It can even invite Fairy Zhixi?”

“I don’t know this. It is said that it is a piece of jade that can be used for cultivating soul. Zhixi’s current level in doctor and pill refiner is already high. The strength of the soul is extremely important in the process of refining medicine and healing. She must be used that jade to improve her own cultivation!”

Hearing this, Hexi’s hand holding the teacup slowly tightened. There was a nervous look on her face.

A jade that can cultivate soul?

I’m afraid even if it is not Divine Soul Jade, it must have the same effect as Divine Soul Jade. The news from Wu Gou is really true. There is indeed news of Divine Soul Jade in the Yongan City.

Little Egg isn’t so dumb after all; he knows how terrifying his daddy could be🤔. Will Fairy Zhixi cure the city’s lord son? If she did, can Hexi still get the jade? Maybe through Little Rabbit’s help?

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